I woke up that morning with you laying on top of me. Your head resting on my stomach, your arms wrapped around my body like a pillow. One arm between my legs and cradling my back. You sighed and kissed my belly and it made my clitoris twitch. I cried your name so loudly I … [Read more…]
I cannot tell the difference anymore between a healthy fascination and a dangerous obsession. I’m no longer qualified to evaluate my own feelings. When you turn toward me, leaning into my space, I take a breath to stay focused. When you move toward me for a hug goodbye, instead of me moving to hug you, … [Read more…]